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01 - Discotheque (5:19)

02 - Do You Feel Loved (5:07)

03 - Mofo (5:47)

04 - If God Will Send His Angels (5:22)

05 - Staring at the Sun (4:37)

06 - Last Night on Earth (4:46)

07 - Gone (4:27)

08 - Miami (4:53)

09 - The Playboy Mansion (4:41)

10 - If You Wear That Velvet Dress (5:15)

11 - Please (5:02)

12 - Wake Up Dead Man (4:52)

 

 

 

Discotheque (5:19) :

You can reach

But you can't grab it

You can hold it, control it

No, you can't bag it

You can push

But you can't direct it

Circulate, regulate, oh no

You cannot connect it

You know you're chewing bubblegum

You know what that is

But you still want some

You just can't get enough

Of that lovie dovie stuff

You get confused

But you know it

Yeah, you hurt for it, work for it, love

You don't always show it

Let's go, Let's go

Let's go, Discotheque

Let's go

Let's go, Discotheque

You're looking for the one

But you know you're somewhere else instead

You want to be the song

Be the song that you hear in your head

Love...Love...

Love...Love...

Love...

It's not a trick

'Cause you can't learn it

It's the way you don't pay, that's okay

'Cause you can't earn it

You know you're chewing bubblegum

You know what that is

But you still want some

You just can't get enough

Of that lovie dovie stuff

Let's go

Let's go, Discotheque

Go go

Go go, Discotheque

You're looking for the one

But you know...

...you're somewhere else instead

You want to be the song

Be the song that you hear in your head

Love...

(You want heaven in your heart)

(Heaven in your heart)

(The sun, the moon, and the stars)

But you take what you can get

'Cause it's all that you can find

But you know there's something more

Tonight, tonight, tonight

Ha...ha...Ha...ha...

Ha...ha...Ha...

(Boom Cha) (Boom Cha) Discotheque

(I can't get, I can't, not enough)

(Boom Cha) (Boom Cha) Discotheque

(I can't get, I can't, not enough)

(Boom Cha) (Boom Cha) Discotheque

(I can't get, I can't, not enough)

(Boom Cha) (Boom Cha) Discotheque

(I can't get, I can't, not enough)

(Boom Cha) (Boom Cha) Discotheque

(Boom Cha) (Boom Cha) Discotheque

 


  

Do You Feel Loved (5:07) :

Take these hands they're good for nothing

You know these hands never worked a day

Take these boots they're going nowhere

You know these boots don't want to stray

You got my head filled with songs

You got my shoelaces undone

Take my shirt, go on take it off me

You can tear it up

If you can tie me down

Do you feel loved

Do you feel loved

Do you feel loved

Do you feel loved

Take the colours of my imagination

Take the scent hanging in the air

Take this tangle of a conversation

And turn it into your own prayer

With my fingers as you want them

With my nails under your hide

With my teeth at your back

And my tongue to tell you the sweetest lies

Do you feel loved

Do you feel loved

Do you feel loved

And it looks like the sun

But it feels like the rain

Love's a bully pushing and shoving

In the belly of a woman

Heavy rhythm taking over

To stick together

A man and a woman

Stick together

Man and woman

Stick together...

And I feel loved

Do you feel loved

Do you feel loved

And it looks like the sun

But it feels like the rain

And there's heat in the sun

To see us through the rain

Do you feel loved

Do you feel loved

Do you feel...

Do you feel...

 


 

Mofo (5:47) :

Looking for to save my save my soul

Looking in the places where no flowers grow

Looking for to fill that God shaped hole

Mother...mother sucking rock and roll (Mother...)

Holy dunc, spacejunk coming in for the splash

(Been around the back...been around the front)

White dopes on punk staring into the flash

(Been around the back...been around the front)

Looking for the baby Jesus under the trash

(Been around the back...been around the front)

Mother...mother sucking rock and roll (Mother...)

Mother [scat singing] rock and roll (Mother...)

Mother...mother...mother...

Mother...mother...mother...

Mother...am I still your son

You know...

...I've waited for so long to hear you say so

Mother...you left and made me someone

Now I'm still a child, no one tells me no

Looking for a sound...

...that's going to drown out the world

(Been around the back...been around the front)

Looking for the father of my two little girls

(Been around the back...been around the front)

Got the swing got the sway

got my straw in lemonade

(Been around the back...been around the front)

Still looking for the face I had...

...before the world was made

(Been around the back...been around the front)

Mother...

mother sucking rock and roll (Mother...)

Bubble popping sugar dropping rock and roll

(Mother...)

Mother...

mother suck, yeah, fuck yeah (Mother...)

Mother...mother...mother...

Mother...mother...mother...

Soothe me mother, Move me father

Fool me brother, Woo me sister

Soothe me mother, Rule me father

Show me mother, Show me mother

Show me mother, Show me mother

Show me mother, Show me mother

 


 

If God Will Send His Angels (5:22) :

Nobody else here baby

No one here to blame

No one to point the finger

It's just you and me and the rain

Nobody made you do it

No one put words in your mouth

Nobody here taking orders

When love took a train heading south

It's the blind leading the blond

It's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs

Hey if God will send his angels

And if God will send a sign

And if God will send his angels

Would everything be alright

God has got his phone off the hook, babe

Would he even pick up if he could

It's been a while since we saw that child

Hanging 'round this neighbourhood

You see his mother dealing in a doorway

See Father Christmas with a begging bowl

Jesus sister's eyes are a blister

The High Street never looked so low

It's the blind leading the blond

It's the cops collecting for the cons

So where is the hope and where is the faith

And the love...what's that you say to me

Does love...light up your Christmas Tree

The next minute you're blowing a fuse

And the cartoon network turns into the news

If God will send his angels

And if God will send a sign

And if God will send his angels

Where do we go

Where do we go

Jesus never let me down

You know Jesus used to show me the score

Then they put Jesus in show business

Now it's hard to get in the door

It's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs

But I guess it was something to go on

If God will send his angels

I sure could use them here right now

Well if God would send his angels

Where do we go

I don't want to lie

(Where do we go)

I don't want to have a feel for the song

And I want to love, and I...

(Where do we go)

And I want to feel alone

 


 

Staring at the Sun (4:37) :

Summer stretching on the grass

Summer dresses pass

In the shade of a willow tree

Creeps a crawling over me

Over me and over you

Stuck together with God's glue

It's going to get stickier too

It's been a long hot summer

Let's get under cover

Don't try too hard to think

Don't think at all

I'm not the only one

Staring at the sun

Afraid of what you'd find

If you took a look inside

I'm not just deaf and dumb

Staring at the sun

Not the only one

Who's happy to go blind

There's an insect in your ear

If you scratch it won't disappear

It's going to itch and burn and sting

You want to see what the scratching brings

Waves that leave me out of reach

Breaking on your back like a beach

Will we ever live in peace

'Cause those that can't do

Often have to

And those that can't do

Often have to preach

To the ones

Staring at the sun

Afraid of what you'll find

If you took a look inside

Not just deaf and dumb

Staring at the sun

I'm not the only one

Who'd rather go blind

Intransigence is all around

Military still in town

Armour plated suits and ties

Daddy just won't say goodbye

Referee won't blow the whistle

God is good but will He listen

I'm nearly great

But there's something missing

I left it in the duty free

But you never really belonged to me

You're not the only one

Staring at the sun

Afraid of what you'd find

If you stepped back inside

I'm not sucking on my thumb

I'm staring at the sun

Not the only one

Who's happy to go blind

 


 

Last Night on Earth (4:46) :

As the fuel goes down

Stops the car

Puts her feet outside in the rain

She's back on the machine

But it's sweet so far away

She feels the ground is giving way

But she thinks we're better off that way

The more you take the less you feel

The less you know the more you believe

The more you have the more it takes today

You got to give it away

(You got to give it away)

You got to give it away

(You got to give it away)

You got to give it away

(You got to give it away)

Well she don't care what it's worth

She's living like it's the last night on earth

The last night on earth

She's not waiting on a saviour to come

She's at the bus-stop

with News of the World and the Sun

Sun, here it comes

She's not waiting for anyone

You got to give it away

(You got to give it away)

You got to give it away

(You got to give it away)

You got to give it away

(You got to give it away)

Well she don't care what it's worth

She's living like...

...it's the last night on earth

The last night on earth

Slipping away

Slip sliding...tonight

Slipping away

The world turns and we get dizzy

Slipping away

The clock tells her that time is slipping

Minute hands and seconds sticking

There's something she might be missing

The world turns and we get dizzy

Is it spinning for you

The way it's spinning for me

She's living, living next week now

You know

she's going to pay it back somehow

She hasn't been to bed in a week

She'll be dead soon then she'll sleep

You got to give it away

(You got to give it away)

You got to give it away

(You got to give it away)

You got to give it away

(You got to give it away)

She already knows it hurts

She's living like...

...it's the last night on earth

The last night on earth

Last night on earth

Last night...

 


 

Gone (4:27) :

You get to feel so guilty

Got so much for so little

Then you find that feeling

Just won't go away

You're holding on to every little thing so tightly

'Til there's nothing left for you anyway

Goodbye...

You can keep this suit of lights

I'll be up with the sun

I'm not coming down

I'm not coming down

I'm not coming down

You wanted to get somewhere so badly

You had to lose yourself along the way

You change your name, well that's okay, it's necessary

And what you leave behind you don't miss anyway

Goodbye...

You can keep this suit of lights

I'll be up with the sun

I'm not coming down, I'm not coming down

I'm not coming down

'Cause I'm already gone

Felt that way all along

Closer to you every day

I didn't want it that much anyway

You're taking steps

that make you feel dizzy

Then you learn to like the way it feels

You hurt yourself you hurt your lover

Then you discover

What you thought

was freedom is just greed

Goodbye...

And it's emotional

Good night...

I'll be up with the sun

You're still holding on

I'm not coming down

I'm not coming down

I'm not coming down

Gone...sun...time...sun...

Gone...sun....gone...sun...

Sun...

 


 

Miami (4:53) :

Weather 'round here chopping and changing

Surgery in the air

Print shirts and southern accents

Cigars and big hair

We got the wheels, petrol is cheap

We only went there for a week

Got the sun got the sand

Got the batteries in the handycam...

Her eyes all swimming pool blue

Dumb bells on a diving board

Baby's always attracted...

...to the things she's afraid of

Big girl with the sweet tooth

Watches the skinny girl in the photo shoot

Freshmen squeaky clean

She tastes of chlorine

Miami, my mammy

Love the movies...love to walk those movie sets

Get to shoot someone in the foot

Get to smoke some cigarettes

No big deal we know the score

Just back from the video store

Got the car and the car chase

What's he got inside the case

I want a close up of that face

Here comes the car chase

Miami, my mammy

Miami

I bought two new suits...Miami

Pink and blue...Miami

I took a picture of you...My mammy

Getting hot in a photo booth...Miami

I said you looked like a Madonna

You said...maybe...

Said I want to have your baby...baby

We could make something beautiful

Something that wouldn't be a problem

We could make something beautiful

Something that wouldn't be a problem

At least not in...Miami

You know some places are like your auntie

But there's no place like

Miami, my mammy

Miami, my mammy

 


 

The Playboy Mansion (4:41) :

If Coke is a mystery

Michael Jackson...History

If beauty is truth

And surgery the fountain of youth

What am I to do

Have I got the gift to get me through

The gates of that mansion

If OJ is more than a drink

And a Big Mac bigger than you think

If perfume is an obsession

And talk shows, confession

What have we got to lose

Another push and we'll be through

The gates of that mansion

I never bought a Lotto ticket

I never parked in anyone's space

The banks feel like cathedrals

I guess casinos took their place

Love, come on down

Don't wake her, she'll come around

Chance is a kind of religion

Where you're damned for plain hard luck

I never did see that movie

I never did read that book

Love, come on down

Let my numbers come around

Don't know if I can hold on

Don't know if I'm that strong

Don't know if I can wait that long

'Til the colours come flashing

And the lights go on

Then will there be no time for sorrow

Then will there be no time for shame

And though I can't say why

I know I've got to believe

We'll go driving in that pool

It's who you know that gets you through

The gates of the Playboy mansion

But they don't mention...the pain

Then will there be no time for sorrow

Then will there be no time for shame

Then will there be no time for sorrow

Then will there be no time for shame

 


 

If You Wear That Velvet Dress (5:15) :

Tonight the moon is playing tricks again

I'm feeling sea sick again

The whole world could just dissolve

Into a glass of water

I've been good 'cause I know you don't want me to

Do you really want me to be blue as you

It's her daylight that gets me through

We've been here before

Last time you scratched at my door

The moon was naked and cold

I was like a two year old

Who just wanted more

If you wear that velvet dress

If you wear that velvet dress

Tonight the moon has drawn its curtains

It's a private show

No one else going to know

I'm wanting

Sunlight, sunlight fills my room

It's sharp and it's clear

But nothing at all like the moon

It's okay, the struggle for things not to say

I never listened to you anyway

And I got my own hands to pray

But if you wear that velvet dress

But if you wear that velvet dress

Tonight the moon is a mirrorball

Light flickers from across the hall

Who'll catch the star when it falls

If you wear that velvet dress

 


 

Please (5:02) :

So you never knew love

Until you crossed the line of grace

And you never felt wanted

'Til you had someone slap your face

So you never felt alive

Until you'd almost wasted away

You had to win

You couldn't just pass

The smartest ass

At the top of the class

Your flying colors

Your family tree

And all your lessons in history

Please...please...please...

Get up off your knees

Please...please...please...

Please...

So you never knew

How low you'd stoop to make that call

And you never knew

What was on the ground 'til they made you crawl

So you never knew

That the heaven you keep, you stole

Your Catholic blues

Your convent shoes

Your stick-on tattoos

Now they're making the news

Your holy war

Your northern star

Your sermon on the mount

From the boot of your car

Please...please...please...

Get up off your knees

Please...please...please...

Leave me out of this please

So love is hard

And love is tough

But love is not

What you're thinking of

September

Streets capsizing

Spilling over

Down the drain

Shards of glass

Splinters like rain

But you could only feel

Your own pain

October

Talk getting nowhere

November

December

Remember

Are we just starting again

Please...please...please...

Get up off your knees, yeah

Please...please...please...

Please...

So love is big

Is bigger than us

But love is not

What you're thinking of

It's what lovers deal

It's what lovers steal

You know I've found it hard to receive

'Cause you my love

I could never believe

 


 

Wake Up Dead Man (4:52) :

Jesus, Jesus help me

I'm alone in this world

And a fucked up world it is too

Tell me, tell me the story

The one about eternity

And the way it's all gonna be

Wake up, wake up dead man

Wake up, wake up dead man

Jesus, I'm waiting here boss

I know you're looking out for us

But maybe your hands aren't free

Your father, He made the world in seven

He's in charge of heaven

Will you put in a word in for me

Wake up, wake up dead man

Wake up, wake up dead man

Listen to your words they'll tell you what to do

Listen over the rhythm that's confusing you

Listen to the reed in the saxophone

Listen over the hum of the radio

Listen over sounds of blades in rotation

Listen through the traffic and circulation

Listen as hope and peace try to rhyme

Listen over marching bands playing out their time

Wake up, wake up dead man

Wake up, wake up dead man

Jesus, were you just around the corner

Did You think to try and warn her

Or are you working on something new

If there's an order in all of this disorder

Is it like a tape recorder

Can we rewind it just once more

Wake up, wake up dead man

Wake up, wake up dead man

Wake up, wake up dead man

  


 

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